Forlorn Young Poem by Sarmad ALI

In the wilderness of horrifying night
Abandoned child repressing cries
All alone and stranded, in a mournful night
These howls and roars may lead to demise
Its a rotten flower a perished soul
So distasteful so wounded his life
He found a loaf a lump of bread
So contended, blissful and gratified
Specks of dirt admixing with tears
Making darling child an appalling sight.
His lavish smile, livid, unappetizing eyes
Unveiling some vague shadowy memoirs
Surveying around with gawking eyes
Demanding some liberty medication alleviation
For his tormented faltering life
He breaths his heart beat resembling
He dreams same as some little princess